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"Hey, Layla, are you busy Saturday night ? Rod asked.

Rod had called his sis on the phone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the autumn semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her older year, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to escape the family play and get back to schoolhouse and be on their own.

"No plans yet,"Layla said."What's up ?"

"I thought you might like to go to a political party with me."

"What's the matter, Little Bro, are you so hard-up that you have to ask your sister for a date ?"

"Not exactly. It's up at the Lyons'spot. think of them ?"

"The Lyons ? You mean the swingers ? What, are they having another one of their wild sex parties ? And you want to take me ? What, are you some form of degenerate ?"

The Lyons lived nearby their father's home, in a big house on almost an Akka of land, with a orotund, screened-in swim pool. They were known to have a very open marriage and were also known to occasionally throw wild political party where anything goes, and their client would fare expecting to mix, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of dotty, mad fuck and intimate experimentation was the purpose and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a pervert. Just horny I guess ; I haven't been laid in a calendar month. But I thought it might be fun to go and see what it was like. When we get there we can go our discriminate path. But I can't go alone. lonesome distich are invited. The party regulation are pretty round-eyed : Bring a partner and a bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

"Yep, on the passport of a friend at oeuvre. I hear they're searching for some young blood."

"well, okey, that's better, I guess. I thought you were getting all Wyrd on me. But it might be fun. Something different, anyway."

"That's what I thought, maybe get into some senior stuff. The company starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a little after and we'll head word over together. And think back it's a pool party. Show off that body of yours and you'll have some old guy creaming himself in no time."

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"You look neat, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white short circuit and a ornate halter top which showed off her tanned arms and legs, and of course of action her precious butt and perky breasts.

They were both fine-looking kidskin. Rod was grandiloquent and angle and wore freight short pants and an indigo batik shirt with tropic Bronx cheer on it. Both looked prepare for a summer party.

"So do you, piffling blood brother,"Layla said, handing him a fifth of rum."Now let's go to this party and see how lucky we can get."

They drove break cars to the party because they had no mind where or with whom they'd end up later that Nox. They parked about a mental block away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front doorway by Lita First Council of Lyons, the lady of the house and host of the political party, who wore a red, E. B. White and amobarbital sodium one-piece swimming wooing that was gimcrack wet and clung like glue to her petite body and enormous boob. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbors, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

"Welcome, and thanks for coming,"Lita said."The bar is out back on the lanai, through those French doors, along the paries to your left. assist yourself to whatever ; there is plenty of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the party already in good swing. There was a bombilation in the air, a vivid hum of conversations and 12 of scantily-clad torso. They mixed rum with blow at the bar and found a commodious slur nearby to support and observe.

Some of the invitee were already letting their freak flags fly. Articles of habiliment were coming off and diverse body portion were coming out. There were duet in the pool getting friendly and frisky with other mates, mixing married person. There were little chemical group scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two womanhood were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the water in presence of them with their faces glued to their genitals. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two women grinded their twat into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

Rod recognized a woman at the far end of the terrace. It was a cleaning lady who had lived a dyad doors down from them when they were teenagers. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many years her junior.

"Hey, is that Mrs Fitzsimmons over there ?"he said, nodding toward the couple.

"Yes, I think it is,"Layla said."She still looks pretty well for her age, doesn't she ? Looks like she's got herself a young Pearl Buck. Looks like you got here too late, Rod."

"Yeah rightfulness,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two part swimsuit and was kissing the Edward Young man passionately. He had his hand on her breast and she had her hand inside the social movement of his swim trunks. An older guy with a drink in his hand stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita First Council of Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."tone free people to mingle. We're all here to meet people and enlarge our circle of influence…among former things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

Rod scanned around looking for his friend and didn't see him at first. Then they spotted one another at the Sami time and waved. He was at the far end of the pool with his girlfriend and another couple.

"Hey, there's my champion from work,"Rod said."Let's go over, I'll introduce you."

"I'll join you all in a minute of arc,"she said."I need to find a bathroom."She set her drink down and headed into the house. Rod walked over to his friend.

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim redhead in a black bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her married man Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the other face of Bob, who had a mitt on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

"What happened to your girlfriend ?"Lisa asked."Did she run off ?"

"That's my, uh…that's Layla,"Rob said."She'll be right back. She had to find a bathroom."

"She's hot. Does she do girls ?"Lisa asked, with a smirk. Bob gave her a obliquely glance.

"I don't know, maybe. Ask her,"he said."I know I do !"They all laughed.

"Are you having fun yet ?"

Rod told them that he had only been here a few minute of arc. They made unfounded cackle for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again instauration were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was empty and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a mates second as others ahead of him set drinking. He looked around at the uncanny scene. Voices and music had become louder and the company was becoming racier by the minute. By the sentence he'd fix his drink he looked at the far end of the terrace where two duad had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One couple was older, perhaps in their fifties, and the former pair was much youthful, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the shank and were getting their tool sucked. The Danton True Young attractive brunet's headspring was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his putz was deep in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

"Deliverer, will you look at that !"a female articulation said.

Rod looked to his right and an attractive older char was standing next to him watching the same spectacle he was.

"If I was going to bollix up some guy at this party I'd at least try to notice someplace a little more private,"she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with sooty pilus cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thinly, acrobatic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short blue denim skirt that barely housed the top half of her lean thighs, and the set mamilla of her firm, medium-sized tits reached out for him from behind her white tubing top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could reckon of something intelligent to say.

"Uh, yeah,"he half-stammered."Sure is bold."

"feeling at the shit-eating grin on that old fart's cheek ! That girl may be Brigham Young but she must be one perdition of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué language coming from this attractive, elderly woman. But it was kind of an instant, ice-breaking turn-on, and he liked her already. And he figured right away that here she was at this political party so she must be looking for something new and different. And maybe that something could be him.

"Do you come to these company often ?"Rod asked lamely.

"I've been a few metre. How about you ?"

"First meter for me."

"I've noticed some new faces. You're variety of young aren't you ?"

"blackjack,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to await him over for the first time and liked what she saw : Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond whisker on his head, broad shoulder joint and muscled forearms and ramification."What's your name ?"

"Rod."

"Hmm, Rod, huh ? That's a strong-sounding name. I'm Maud."

"Pleased to cope with you, Maud."

"Pleased to receive you as well."They shook bridge player and then she batted her centre and said playfully,"Gee, what does a gal have to do to get a drink around here ?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. What'll you have ? Your wish is my command,"he said.

Her eye lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might save my wish for later. Right now I'll settle for a drink. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a chill and gooseflesh broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't observance. He was suddenly queasy because this hot, suave older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smoothen and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at least as much at ease as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to appear too queasy as he filled a methamphetamine with ice and poured it good of Stoli. He squeezed a lime poor boy and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

"To a hot summertime night,"she said with a snort, raising her glass.

"To a hot summer night,"he said, and they tapped glasses.

They were understood for a few moments as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his protagonist and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, revive conversation with another couple a few foot away.

"Do you want to try to line up someplace where we can sit down ? Get away from the interference, unwind a bit ?"Rod said to Maud.

"You're not going to try to divest me are you ?"

"No. Not without your permit, anyway. Maybe with my eyes."

Maud laughed."Oh, you are too cunning,"she said."Sure, let's go find a seat."

Rod topped off his deglutition with rum and they headed into the mansion. The life elbow room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an part at the side of the family. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another rampart, and a beloved seat facing the books. Maud flipped on a pocket-sized tabular array lamp and they sat. They were close together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's fragrance for the beginning time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about perfume but he knew that one because it was a bouquet his mother often wore.

"Did you follow to the party with anyone ?"Maud asked.

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a gulp of his drunkenness. He felt a quick, burning jolt from the rum he'd poured to top off his drink.

"And she's O.K. with this ?"

"She's okey. I checked her out a few moment ago and she'd already hooked up with somebody. She's not really my girl. We just came together because I was told it was couples only. Who'd you come with ?"

"I came alone. Lita doesn't creative thinker if some of the adult female come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough women. So I came to ascertain it out and see if I could find anyone interesting."

"Do you cogitate I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."wellspring, let's see. There's a house political party going on. You're young and handsome and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you think ?"

"I like. Sorry if I seem a niggling nervous. I've never been to a party like this before."

"Don't be nervous, loosen. I know we have a big age difference but I wouldn't be sitting here if I didn't like what I see."She stirred her swallow with her finger and sucked the liquor off of it."So Rod, tell me. What did you come to this party looking for ?"

"I don't think I really knew until now. But I think I found her."

Rod's eyes were the like soft blue rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

"So unseasoned, yet so smooth,"she said with a twinkle.

In an exigent her rima oris was against his and their rim parted. Their spit collided and their lip meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two minutes. Their knife mashed deep into their mouth as their hand roamed over all new territory and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's cock hardened.

"Let's get out of here,"Maud said when she got her tongue back."I know a place we can go."

She rose and took his handwriting. She led him out a side threshold and down the drive and they walked swiftly without tidings up the street. When she stopped they were standing succeeding to a blue sedan.

"Do you suffer a car ?"she asked.

"Right there,"he said, pointing to his Toyota a short distance away.

"Okay, observe me. It's only a ten minute drive, a individual place out by the lake."She paused for a second and felt a shiver."Give me your hand,"she said softly, and pulled his bridge player up and under the front of her bird till it was kick against her crotch."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothing,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hired hand and put it up under the back of her doll. She pressed the confidential information of his finger against her asshole.

"feeling that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my stooge plug, holding your place. You get to take it out."

She kissed him and her tongue peacenik deeply into his lip and then right back out.

"I'm going to put my mouth all over you and get you off,"she said hoarsely."And then you're going to put your backtalk all over me and get me off."

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the schema of his cock through the textile of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her fingerbreadth to fall closer. He put his forearms on the open window and leaned in. She put her back talk to his again and took another perceptiveness of his tongue for the road.

"You're a good kisser,"she said, then whispered :"And I like it in the ass, so get ready. Follow me."

The windowpane rolled up as the locomotive roared to life. Rod took his cay and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, titillating older woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a instant the education he was about to receive.

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Rod's boner abated as he followed closely behind Maud's car. ‘ Who the hell is this charwoman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in Inferno did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After various Roman mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake Road was a six air mile closed circuit around the big, reniform lake. A few minutes later she made another left wing and Rod followed her down a wooded effort and they parked the cars in front of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her handwriting and Rod followed her to the front line doorway. He eyed the pernicious sway of her ass in her curtly dame as she walked in social movement of him and pictured the spark plug up her ass where his hand had just been.

"Is this your cabin ?"Rod asked as Maud unlocked the deadbolt.

"No,"she said."It belongs to friends. They don't use it much anymore and they let me occur here when it's not rented."

Once inside Maud flipped on a visible radiation and closed the door behind them. She tossed her key out onto a table by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their soundbox were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure of her tits against his chest and his groin against hers. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one large room with a small kitchen on one face and the bedroom on the other. There was also a loft above the livelihood area and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the bedroom Maud swung around to face Rod and sucked his tongue into her mouth and put her hand between his legs.

"Are you ready for a bully piece of ass ?"she asked.

"Yes."

"good,"she said, rubbing his shaft."Because I can't delay to suck this thing. Be compensate back."She went into the lavatory and closed the door.

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished room : a bed, a dressing table with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair. He heard the toilet outpouring and water supply running in the sink for a minute or two. Then the room access opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely naked. The only thing on her organic structure was a five o'clock dark of pubic hair above her dull kitty. Rod could not believe his good fortune as he took in the spate of her gorgeous organic structure, its sexy length and exiguity, her perked pap, slim waist and taut breadbasket. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a bingle tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

"Your body is beautiful,"Rod said, as she walked to him.

"Thank You. Now let's get a look at yours."She knelt before him and unbuttoned his shirt.

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless dresser and traced her tongue over his nipples and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his short circuit. She hooked her fingers inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankle joint. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in military greeting ; its pee hole was already glistening with expectation.

"Oh, wow,"Maud said."Now I guess I know why they call you Rod !"She licked her lip and then licked the tip of his cock and ran her tongue along the eight pissed inch of it."seminal fluid in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently swung his groin into her, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. Her custody were under his butt cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loose with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to occur too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to other things too.

She had his whole dick in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in meter with her oral exam gymnastic exercise. He groaned with each of her vacuum sup and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulder joint and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually unacceptable.

This went on for several hour : Rod's groan and Maud's slurps punctuating their campaign, his hands and groin in lissom sync with her helping hand and mouth as she gave head.

When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the back of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his eubstance shook all over as he released, sooner than he'd wanted but he could hold it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his cock in a power stream almost too across-the-board for its way out, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of semen were delivered, each less than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slick with saliva and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her mouth. She put her unresolved sass on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his refreshed sperm deep into his mouth. If I'm going to take back his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying flat on the bed with his base on the floor and his shorts around his mortise joint. She slid her raw body upward and over his until her pussy sassing were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight on her stifle and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his lips, teasing.

"poke me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her slick folds, tasting her, his backtalk slowly filling with her tangy saltwater. Then he speared his tongue into her.

"Oh yes !"she gasped."Fuck me with your natural language. That's good."

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his lingua as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her groyne so he took quick breath when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his clapper inside her she wiggled her clit under his speed lip.

"Suck me while you tongue-fuck me,"she purred.

With her button resting on the back of his tongue, Rod curled his lip around her taut tool. She oohed and aahed as he massaged it and she grounded into him, forcing his lingua into her deeper still. This went on and on, with a chorus of Maud's moans and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A couple feet Confederate States Rod's cock was again at uncoiled attention and pulsing at the seams, but Maud had other ideas. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her target stopple between his lips.

"Take it out,"Maud said, breathing heavily.

Rod brought his paw up to her ass but Maud stopped him.

"No, no,"she hissed."With your teeth."

This was all new territory for Rod but he didn't want to sound like a puritan so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her bonnie ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the rest of the fire hydrant, four or five column inch, gradually emerged from her bunghole and Rod held it with his teeth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

"Thank you,"Maud said, and lowered her butthole to his sassing."Lick my ass,"she rasped.

Again, new territory."What ?"he said.

"Lick it !"she said."It's clean and jerk. Don't worry, it's the neat asshole you'll ever lick. And tonight it's yours."She pressed her asshole to his lips.

Rod stuck his tongue out through his sass until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and finish in response. It felt like it had opened quite widely, and it continued to stretch along and contract bridge as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to enjoy what he was doing the more he heard Maud's sound of delight.

"Ah, yes,"she murmured."That's it, that's good."

After a few arcminute of that Rod knew where he was going adjacent. He knew Maud would have a bun in the oven it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thigh with both mitt and pulled her ass flush to his face and plunged his glossa as deep as he could into her asshole.

"Oh God, yes !"she groaned, and grinded her ass into his brass, wanting all of it."Oh fuck, you're a natural."

Rod worked his right wing script over from her thigh to her snatch and slipped two fingers into her and she was suddenly getting it in both conclusion. Maud's fingerbreadth were stroking her clitoris in conjunction with his.

Their symphony of tongue and finger's breadth fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long time. Rod's sass was occupied of course, but Maud's made sufficiency noise for both of them with her blissful sensual whimper. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted unspoilt, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

By now, Rod's gumshoe was throbbing like a dirt bicycle. Fat and stretched and achy, it was back in full moon, well done and ready.

Rod decided to force the proceeds a little bit. With his men he pushed her ass away and to the incline. Maud lost her correspondence and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his expression square toes with hers. The butt plug plopped onto her left tit.

"Your ass tastes proficient,"he said."But it's all skillful and lubed ; we shouldn't let that go to barren. It's time to put it to good use."

Rod slipped a digit into her shit, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the wall of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy fingers over his majestic helmet and up and down his putz. He put the head of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her winking rim.

"ease up it to me,"Maud said."The whole enchilada."She gripped her hands onto his hips.

Rod leaned in and pushed the capitulum of his cock against her asshole. Maud took a cryptical breathing spell and opened wide-cut, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprise how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the head and the first couple inch of his peter.

"That's it, that's trade good, Big Boy. Give me what you got."

He pushed and felt the squiffy delight of the pressure of her warm asshole on his prick. Then he pulled back and swung his substance into her. She squawked and dug her polish up nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his hands plane on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his dick like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, hungry clitoris, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her bet on door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself laborious, then faster, together.

"You like that ass, don't you ?"she jeered.

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel oestrus like an oven in his groin from the slick detrition of his peter scraping the walls of her sebaceous asshole again and again as they fucked, and the more he drilled her the more she wanted.

"You like licking it, you like fucking it."

"Uh huh,"he grunted, pounding away, sweating with a new intensity.

"That's it, keep it up, sticking me with your big, fat rod. I'm going to come big…I always do when I'm assfucked."

Rod suddenly realized he was having the best piece of tail of his life. Maud's ass was like a pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode.

Maud's asshole was also burning with the hungriness and she rubbed her swelled peter even harder, vigorously coaxing her own climax.

She stared at him unblinkingly and his center were wide blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their bodies and each drilling of his shag into her keystone.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, fill me up."She squeezed his cock with her ass muscles and strummed her clit like a harp.

Rod's balls were bubbling but the anal retentive pinch on his penis kept his spermatozoon from swimming downstream.

"Oh, God,"she howled,"I'm gon na come."

Rod felt the insistency on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her firing. Her body gyrated in spasms as her cum came in undulation and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his cock into her slow down ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfective mating, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in bicycle-built-for-two like a well-oiled machine. His semen soon had an exit strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his peter felt like an overloaded circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate shot into the orbit of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his ballock. lilliputian by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his spurts were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

"That was incredible,"Rod said. It was all he could think of.

"It was. And your cock is fantastic, it fills me up. But you can take it out now."

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his back next to her and realized he still had his shoes on and his shorts were still wrapped around his ankles. He kicked off his place and tossed his shorts on the floor.

"That's it,"Maud said."Get comfortable."

Rod wasn't sure if she was kidding or not. He picked up the bum male plug from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her consistence onto her side to face him.

"Not nearly as big as your cock is it ?"she said.

He shook his nous, laughing. She took the plug from his hand and licked it from end to end and then put the completely thing into her mouth. After respective puckered power-sucks she took it out of her sass and handed it back to him.

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

"Go ahead. Suck it,"she said. He hesitated."Don't be a puritan. You've already licked my asshole, for christ's rice beer, so what's the dispute ? I want to see you breastfeed it."

Rod looked at her and her eyes burned into his.

"It's a turn-on !"she added.

After a minute Rod shrugged and put the butt plug into his rima oris, first the tip and then in one apparent movement the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a savage force out. Then she lay back on her side facing him with her hand on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked cock ?"Maud asked him point-blank. She began caressing him.

Rod squirmed and hoarsely said that he had not.

"Why not ?"she asked.

"It's not something I've thought about. It's not something I want to do."

"You should try it. I bet you'd be skillful at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn practiced job sucking my clitoris. I bet you could suck a mean dick too."

Maud couldn't supporter but notice that Rod's cock was again fully erected in her hand.

"well, will you wait at that,"she said nodding at his swelled appendage."You've gotten hard again with all this talk about sucking cocks."

"I don't think that's it."He ran his digit through her shiny black hair.

"So I guess you've never been fucked up the ass, either ?"she said.

"No,"he said.

"You should try it, you might care it. I know I do."

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the bigger the pecker the bragging the high,"she said, squeezing his hammer between her finger."Ah, it must be fun to be a young man. You've already come in my rima oris and my ass, and now you're already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy."

Rod turned on his side and with one bridge player behind her oral sex he reached his former hand to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a great idea,"he said.

"OK, let's go for it, Romeo. But later I want you to do my ass again, okay ?"

Rod mumbled a positive response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his cock into her wet, unloosen cunt.

"That's it, fuck me from behind, like a dog. Fuck me like you're the Alpha and I'm your bitch."

Rod has his hands on her rose hip and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slick, snug glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, haphazard nullity. He grunted with each powerful push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could experience nothing.

"Squeeze me,"he said, as he pumped away and lightly bit her neck.

He felt her cunt walls closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to poke away, but as his turncock kept gliding in and out of her saucy puss he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

After a few hour banging in Maud's slippery slope he realized that despite his hardness he was no closer to another coming. Finally he slowed his round and pulled out.

"I want some more arse roast,"he whispered into her ear.

"Yes !"she rasped, as he lowered his head to her butt.

He spread her cheeks apart with his quarter round and she groaned with gloating when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for various min, taking his meter, his oeuvre punctuated by Maud's slaked sighs. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babble. We're speaking in clapper, he thought to himself.

Maud's tawdry outburst yet came when Rod rammed his tongue into her ass as heavily and as rich as he could.

"Good Shepherd Jesus Christ you're good !"Maud barked."Hmmm…"

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every plunge into it. After a short piece of this, pushing his clapper cryptic inside and then fighting the intensity level of her tightening asshole to pull it back out, he felt an aching in his impertinence and jaw and have it away another cramp was coming. His cock was on to the full alert and still slick with lubricant and puss juice, and ready for a repeat functioning up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his nervus facialis musculus every which way to fight off the cramp. Maud's asshole opened panoptic and closed several times, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with expectoration and lubricant and come. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole panoptic and held it.

"bottom up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this time around. He put the principal of his pole inside her stretched gob and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. smasher, bang, flush, knocking buttocks. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to contribute her one to remember and she hissed with every sweep and the bed systema skeletale groaned along with her. Rod was breathing strong and loving the hot, cockeyed rubbing on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both ways, but her hand was already in place, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

She came first, with a wallop. It was as if the clog up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her love potion in a train of wavelets onto the bed, and her asshole tightened like a winch until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her muscles, including her spent sphincter. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve more times until he had emptied his balls deep into her again.

-- --

"Roll over on your stomach,"Maud said."Let me see your ass."

They had been lying in the bed for twenty minutes in convalescence mode. It was now after midnight.

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said curl over."

"What are you going to do ?"he asked as he did as he was told.

Maud traced her digit around his stub nerve and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

He winced again when he felt her glossa on the rim of his ass. It felt very foreign to him…it was another first…but he quickly decided he liked it. He sighed loudly when she inserted her tongue into him.

"Oh, God !"he said. For several mo he felt her smooth, wet tongue slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The same spit that had been on his prick and in his mouth was now up his ass.

Once she removed her natural language Rod was still basking in the joy of it all when he shrieked like a goat in a bear lying in wait when he felt a jolt of something long being bolted up his ass.

"Holy piece of tail !"he yelled,"What the hell ?"

"It's my butt plug,"Maud said."Leave it in for a minuscule while. See if you like it. I'll be right field back."

Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

-- --

When she came out of the bathroom she was dressed. She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Thanks for a hell of a night, Rod, but I have to be going."

"That's it ?"Rod asked, shocked that it was over so suddenly."Already ?"

"Yes, I got ta go."

"Can I see you again ? I don't have to head back to school for a few more days."

"It's tempt, but I don't think that's a good idea. Tonight was swell, really it was. But that's all it was : Tonight."She leaned down and kissed his lips.

"Do you desire your butt plug back ?"Rod asked, reaching behind his back.

"No, I have others. You keep it. As a souvenir."

Maud got up and walked out of the room. Rod followed her, naked with a hitch cooky and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her samara and open the nominal head door.

"Turn the lock chamber and pull the threshold all the way shut when you leave,"she said on her way out.

-- --

The future day Rod called Layla and they compared notes. Layla had gone habitation with an older duo and they had spent the night in assorted three-way combinations. In the morning they cooked her breakfast.

Rod told her about his night and its disconnected ending. They agreed that they had both made out rather fortuitously by not hooking up with a maniac or anything, but neither felt like it would become a lifestyle.

Over the succeeding few mean solar day Rod drove by the cabin a few sentence hoping to charm a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her oeuvre and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a Danton True Young guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to interest about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to schooltime and became immersed into college life story. He reconnected with a effortless girl he had seen for a spell the year before but that didn't death too long. She got tired of him trying to fuck her up the ass all the time.

Rod began to take in that his life had changed, undoubtedly altered by his night with Maud. He found himself staring at nookie all the time. Every attractive girl he'd see on campus whether it was in division, walking out on the quadriceps, in the subroutine library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Same with the faculty and staff, even cat sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to have a sexual relationship with two other girls that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex ; the other let him go there a span clip grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the memory of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

At the end of the semester Rod went home for Christmas break. Again he tug by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the threshold and a small, plump Mexican woman answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas was always weird with divorced parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some protagonist, did some temp piece of work to piddle some special money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the hell back to school.

So, back to schooling he went, chasing his diploma and chasing booty. He picked back up with the missy he'd been seeing the premature semester so at least he was getting a little behind now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to come so he could pull his tinker's damn thing out.

Toward the end of the semester his father called him with some news.

"Hi, Dad,"Rod said when he took the call.

"Hello, son, how are you ?"

"Oh fine, just studying for finals."

"That's good. When is your in conclusion exam ?"

"Next Thursday. I'll probably come home on Saturday."

"That's good. wait, there's something I have to tell you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

"wellspring, I've been seeing a woman."

"Hey, good for you, Dad. It's about time you got back in the saddle. How long has this been going on ?"

"I met her a few months ago at a friend's planetary house. She's a principal at an simple school. And I asked her to move in with me."

"Oh, wow, it must be serious ! Am I going to induce a stepmother ?"

"I don't know, perhaps one of these days. It was just easier this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the week. But I wanted to let you know ahead of time. I didn't want you to come family for the summer and be blindsided."

"Well, I appreciate that."

"Anyway, you'll meet her next weekend. Her epithet is Marisa and I'm sure you'll like her."

"I'm sure I will,"Rod heard himself saying before they ended the yell. Rod was now very glad that he already had his summer job lined up. The summer was shaping up to be a trivial different than summers past.

-- --

Rod drove family from school and arrived at the mansion tardily Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His Church Father was in the phratry room watching a ballgame on TV.

"Hi, Dad,"he said as he entered the room.

"Hey, welcome home ! How was your trip ?"

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

"That's good. And in effect to have you home."

Rod plopped onto the couch and they chatted over the play-by-play on the TV. They talked for a few moment about play, exam, his summer job, among other things.

"So how's married aliveness treating you ?"Rod asked, touching on the issue he was most curious about.

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his father said with a laugh."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some metre today at the club and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to shower down and get herself ready to fulfil my son for the first time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"commodity. It just seemed to realize sense for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the calendar week, and she's off a lot of the summer. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the pool, so it was an light determination. And she's pretty sang-froid, I think you'll like her. She won't halter your style."

"I'll be working a lot so I'm not too concerned…"

"Well, speak of the ogre,"his father interrupted, muted the TV sound and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the doorway where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-coated charwoman in a flowery sundress with lean straps over her shoulder that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and legs.

"Come in, Marisa, meet my son."

She strode into the elbow room with a confident smile on her nerve. But when she approached and was a few fundament away her pace wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the aspect of a frightened deer in her heart, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

"Nice to meet you,"Marisa said nervously, and raised her arm to didder hands.

"Nice to contact you too,"Rod said. They shook and then stood there, frozen. Marisa was fright shitless ; Rod wanted to get the hell out.

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to engage them and ran on about how bang-up it was that they were all together and what a great summer it would be. Then he said he was going to take up the three of them out to dinner.

"Uh, Dad, I can't go out to dinner. I've already made plan,"he lied.

"No…"

"Yes, I'm encounter some buddies. Sorry, I wish you had told me beforehand."

"You're right,"his dad said."Sorry, we will do it tomorrow."He turned to Marisa."Hon, we're on our own tonight."

Rod noticed an ever-so-slight exhale and a look of sculptural relief on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to come across you,"Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a elusive smile and nod."I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has great choice in charwoman. But I need to set down my car and get fix to satisfy my friends."

He had no plan other than to get the piece of ass out of that house.

-- --

After he moved his poppycock into his old bedchamber he showered and headed out. He stopped into a yoke of his old hangouts but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six plurality and drove out to the cabin where he and Maud/Marisa had had their assignation. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the pack of cards for a couple hours staring at the lake and imbibing beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself busy voice of the day getting situated in his room while his Padre and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd stool pigeon peeks out the windowpane every now and then and admire how mulct she looked in her Joseph Black two-piece. As tan as he remembered her, and just as aerodynamic. He couldn't help visualizing her completely tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his prick inside her, and his natural language in her mouth and her pussy and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought process of it.

They went out for an early dinner to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big combo phonograph recording and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made jobless chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibe was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a couple times. He told her how courteous she looked in her red attire, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-necked and was held up only by what looked like two fibril of red dental consonant dental floss looping over her berm. It showed just a tinge of cleavage and two braless nipples etched into the thin fabric. Rod tried not to get arrest looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The next day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacturing works and learn care of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day sack from 7 a.m. public treasury 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the cockcrow Marisa stopped him and asked if they could mouth for a minute.

"Thank you for keeping our secret,"she said."It makes affair a lot easier that way."

"Of course of action. I wouldn't want to erupt Dad's bubble."

"Well, I appreciate it."

"So your name isn't really Maud ?"

"No, it's Marisa. Sometimes I go by Maud."

"When you don't want somebody to find you. Or bother you."

"Yes, form of. But your Fatherhood told me your name was Rich, not Rod."

"Rod is a soubriquet. R-O-D are my initials : Richard Orwell Davis."

"Oh, I see. Look Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a prominent job in the school system. It would not be very good if a rumor got started that I picked up a college boy for anal sex."

There was an bunglesome silence as they stood there looking at each other for a long moment.

"I thought about you a lot after that,"he said."I went to the cabin looking for you even though I knew you wouldn't be there. I wanted to live over that night. Do it all again. And you know what else ? You turned me into a backdoor man."

"I knew you were a innate,"she said softly, with a touch of a grin. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her hired hand in his.

"But since I can't be your back door man, I guess I'm just going to have to get back for having the hottest stepmom around."He squeezed her hands and kissed her on the cheek.

"I got ta go,"he said, and headed out the door.

-- --

Rod started his job the future aurora. He would make till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head right out back to the pool for a ready swimming to refresh. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some solar day she'd be in a two-piece, lying in a lounge chairwoman beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, diva in and drown a few laps, then go into the house and up to his elbow room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first couple Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Mon through Thursday at least, they shared the infinite and gradually unbend and became more comfortable living under the Saame roof. They shared repast and put-on and innuendos, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glance at each other.

Then one hot, cheery Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at study. The honcho sent Rod and all of the summer prole home a duad hours early so the sustainment crowd could get repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to convert into his swimming trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the pond. There she was, like most days, lying in the waiting room, shades over her heart, listening to NPR on the receiving set, her slant body basking in the bright sun, her black hair's-breadth wet and plastered to her drumhead. But this fourth dimension she was topless.

Rod licked his sass as he took in the delightful mess. She really is a aphrodisiacal kick, he told himself. He watched her for various minute of arc and found it was hard to pull his centre away. He took some zoomed picture of her with his chic headphone for future reference. Wearing only his swimming trunks he quietly made his way down to the French door that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the door and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her eyes must have been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio. He sauntered over and when he was a few feet away he made a loud coughing disturbance. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to find her bra on the tabular array succeeding to her.

"Oh my God, do you always lounge around here topless ? What's this world coming to ?"Rod said with simulated annoyance, then laughed.

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her eyes full with ball over embarrassment. Rod took the lounge chair next to her and sat cladding her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"Well ?"

"Well what ?"she asked, her manpower clutched on the bikini top covering her tits.

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

"wellspring, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her expression broke into a grinning."Sometimes I go bottomless too !"

"Hmmm,"Rod said."I'd like to watch that out sometime."

"I don't think it's anything you haven't already seen before, is it ?"

Rod reached over and grabbed onto her bikini top. He tried to pull it away but Marisa held it tight.

"Come on, Marisa, let go. shuffle my day."

They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the twinkle in her eyes behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her grip on the flimsy garment. He pulled it away and tossed it onto the seat cushion beside her.

"There,"he said."That's better."

"How long did you gaze at me before you came outside and said something ?"

"Long enough. I stare at you all the time. You look in effect, Marisa."

"Thank you."

"You wearing your stern spark plug right now ?

"Don't be naughty, now."

"I still have the one you gave me. I stick it up there sometimes, whenever I think of you."

Marisa looked down and pretended to move something imaginary from her sweaty stomach.

"Do you take help with anything ?"he asked."Spreading tan application on any hard-to-reach point ? Like your erogenous zones, or your private parts ?"

She stared at him a consequence, her eyes a enigma behind her black shades. Then she collected her towel and bikini top and stood up.

"It's getting variety of hot out here,"she said."I think I'll go inside."She started walking to the house.

"If you're hot, why not go for a swim ?"he called after her.

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the French people door to the captain bedroom and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway open behind her.

Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the cushion. There was a paperback book and a grandiloquent shabu, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the candid door to her—and his father's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His tickled cock told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed obscure inside the sleeping accommodation after the brilliantly sunlight exterior. His optic were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, naked except for her skimpy, damp bikini bottom plastered over her corneous cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his give weapon around her and her hands immediately delved inside the spine of his trunks to caress his firm ass. Their open back talk met and their tongues collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidifying rod being pushed down by the fabric of his short as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would materialize,"Marisa said, in between tongue suction."I didn't have it away how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a ready rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankle and his raise peter was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in front of her, his nose an in from Marisa's dank genitals. He yanked the thin framework of her bikini bottom aside, spread her profuse lips and buried his mouthpiece into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his haircloth and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's bridge player snuck up under her rump and he wedged her boldness apart, his fingers searching for her tunnel of love. Her asshole instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the void by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingers into her.

"Oh, Christ Christ,"she belted out, digging the digging.

Rod kept mashing his face into her twat, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her orotund clit and continued to grate his fingers into her asshole, prepping it for the main act. He felt the effect of her crotch compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and drove her onto the bed with his grimace. Her pervert huitre tasted fine and was mushy in his mouth, but his shaft was hard and swagger and ready to contract aim on her wet, assailable twat.

"God, I've waited for this. I've got to fuck you,"he said as he mounted her."Then your ass is mine."

She fed his pecker into her all the way and squeezed it with every snatch heftiness she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his dilate dick felt the encouragement from her collapsing walls.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her legs flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony burden and drop his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And take in his time. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his back. He dug his finger's breadth into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her sensual clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug whoreson. When he finally came it was an volcanic eruption, and their bodies were a brute dyad that shook as one, and he was as enrol into her as he could be, cock in pussy, fingerbreadth in ass and tongue in oral cavity. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the nitty-gritty of the bed.

"Wait !"Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shallow drawer. She took out a small rubbery tube and handed it to him."Here,"she said.

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the peg down strip of her bikini bottom and buried his tongue into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her cashbox she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about fifteen transactions of his drubbing and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached catchment basin.

"shag messiah !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would have to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knee behind her, between her peg, and picked up the metro. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hands and rubbed his palms up and down over the cock of his sturdy tool and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his magnetic pole at her hole.

Marisa felt the tip of his tool kissing her ass and opened it broad for him. Rod didn't hesitate and pushed his reload missile into her, the smooth cushioned friction arousing and encouraging him further, and he found his rhythm, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every pulse she hissed with bated breath.

He pounded her for several minute of arc and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a leaky baritone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was.

"keep it up !"she blurted."Keep going."

Rod ejaculated deep into her and his semen tickled the top dog of his dick, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a couple more minutes his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to turn over pay dirt.

He finally did. Her consistency trembled and her arse loosened around his drained phallus. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her asshole as her organic structure vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the go of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his mouth.

"God, we can sleep together,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his knife into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at low gear, but it soon morphed into a long, loving tongue snarl. When the candy kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

Rod dragged his depleted body up and off of her and stood.

"God, what a fuck !"he said, and walked naked out of the room, his mawkish dick swinging between his thigh, and upstairs to lease a shower.

Marisa stared at his ass until he was out of sight.

-- --

That's how their summer affair started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy grin or sexy insinuation. It was now tacit. When Dad was away, they would fiddle. And the more they played the more audacious they became.

Three or four time a workweek they would find themselves naked together and would tear each former up. Before retentive it got to the point where Rod would get household from work and Marisa would be sunbathing au naturel out by the pool, and he'd walk of life out there naked, take a dip in the kitty and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would verbalize innocently at world-class but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would lead to another. Rod's dick would get going to get aroused and soon Marisa would let her handwriting wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her lip. The maiden few multiplication when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before foresightful it was not uncommon for them just to get into it flop then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right on the couch professorship or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jump into the pond to cool down but more often than not that would just lead to Sir Thomas More shenanigans.

They started sleeping together many Nox, sometimes in her bed, sometimes in his. One dark in her bed, Marisa was sucking his cock with her exponent finger lodged in his ass when her cell headphone rang.

She unlatched her lips and detached her finger and said,"It's your father, I better get this."

She talked on the earpiece to his father for several arcminute while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight phone telephone call for the most region, except for when Rod stifled a moan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you feel hangdog ?"Rod asked, after she ended the telephone call."About what we do ?"

"Yes and no,"she said."Yes, when I'm alone and I think about him. No, when I think about you. Does that take a leak sense ?"

"Yep,"he said."That's sort of how I feel."

"Can I tell you a secret ?"Marisa said.

"Of track,"Rod said.

"You give me something I can't get from your father."

"What do you mean ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your father is form of old-fashioned. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned skinny and said,"Emphasis on the ‘ butt ’."

"Oh, you mean he doesn't like anal ?"

"Let's just say he's not as enthusiastic about it as you are."

Marisa pulled the lubricant out of the drawer and handed it to him. Rod smiled and kissed her lips.

He rolled her over on her belly. He licked her crack, rimmed her, lubed her and then fucked her up the ass.

-- --

It was late in the summer when things changed in a big way. It was one of the last days before Marisa had to start back to work full time and just a mate days before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, late Tuesday afternoon and Layla went over to her father's house to get some of her things that were stored in the basement. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their cars were parked outside, but she wasn't quite quick for what she saw when she looked out the kitchen window at what was going on out by the pool.

Layla's jaw dropped open at the sight. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging side by side, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very well-situated together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, unable to attract her middle away. Rod's gumshoe had been flaccid but began to grow in front end of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand move to her white meat as they kissed, and she started stroking his cock, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two thing struck Layla as she watched the scene unfold : first, her bother had a very impressive cock. And second, Marisa was a very telling cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile consistency crook at the waist as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged cock into her mouth, and all of it disappeared like a Hydra slithering into a pit. Instantly her caput was moving up and down and soon his bulwark was moving in unruffled sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of minutes she heard her buddy moan and go into torso spasms and Marisa's principal absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the Same clip Rod was pouring his seed into the back of Marisa's throat, rainfall started pouring from the clouds above.

Rod's long, hard cock reemerged from Marisa's oral cavity and Layla watched her kiss the tip of it, then put her mouth on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, kiss. She then saw Marisa upgrade and contract his bridge player and lead his naked soundbox with its flopping cock into the headmaster bedroom.

Layla quietly shuffled down the G. Stanley Hall to the lawless bedroom door. It was severely to see much around the room access jamb, and she didn't want to risk being spotted. But she could hear just fine.

"Every fourth dimension you suck me I feel like I got ta piddle,"her buddy said.

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

"Not at all, but I got ta go."

"Well, hurry up, you have work to do. Leave the door open, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glimpse of her nude brother walking into the master bath, his semi-hard cock leading the way. She listened as his strong watercourse of piss splashed into the toilette arena, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The crapper flushed and the water ran for a moment. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

"Here, you might ask this,"she said.

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at first and was afraid to peek. Then it started. start there was dense breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then forte slurping and smacking of lips on flesh.

"Ooh, that's good, Baby, you know how I like it,"Marisa hissed breathlessly. Rod's reception was muffled."I'm going to miss this when you go back to school."

Layla knew she should leave but she couldn't deplumate herself away. She listened as the whimpers grew in volume and intensity.

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlights, her torso frozen with gooseflesh at the sight before her. Marisa was on her abdomen with her knees folded under and her target sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her SOB, and chief and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"look that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable with a rima oris full of ass.

"Are you hard again ?"

Rod pulled back and said he was. He sat back on heel and picked something up off the bed.

"Give it to me. The whole, big, hard fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's bastard and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's turncock looked enormous in his paw as he slathered it with the shiny stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could tell by the campaign of his ass and Marisa's scream of pained pleasure that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her untested blood brother pounded Marisa's ass, the bed spring screeching louder with each muscular plunge. The air filled with a chorus of their grunts and groans and Marisa's cursing and sexy, dirty talk.

"Love the way you fuck my ass, Honey,"she spit out."I love your turncock. In my mouth. In my slit. In my piece of tail ass."

Her brother picked up his pace even more, his groin and her ass shaking and baking in heat, extracting even more salty talk from his lover.

"dump, I'm going to lick your ass and mash my fucking pussycat in your look, that's it, oh God, I'm going to fare, I'm coming fucking big…"

Marisa shrieked, Rod pounded away, and Marisa shrieked some more, and Layla watched their molded bodies shake like a pitcher of half-chilled Jell-O as Marisa released a spasmodic orgasm.

Her quakes had barely quieted when Rod groaned and Marisa knew what was coming.

"Wait !"she said sharply."In my mouth."

Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her brain on his stifle. Her face was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could tell by her slant and their movements exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her head and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to fall but she figured she'd best get while the getting was good. She retreated down the hall and out of the planetary house and decided she would come back some other time to get her things. On her showery movement home and the sleep of the day and Night all she could recall about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together outside, kissing, necking, his big stopcock with her big backtalk around it. And his glossa, on her ass, in her asshole, and his cock, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her sexy ass, and her coming, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her mouth, and shooting his cum into her pharynx again.

She was shocked and appalled of course. But she was turned on by it too. She had to talk to her pal. He had some explaining to do.

-- --

"Hey, how's it hanging, Lover Boy ?"Layla said when Rod answered.

"What ?"he said with a chuckle."What are you talking about ?"

"Your beloved life-time. Getting any action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"Look Little Brother, you need to tear down with me. I came by Dad's theater yesterday good afternoon to find fault up some of my stuff and happened to glance out the window and saw quite a appearance out by the pool."

"Oh no,"Rod said. A tingle went down his spine.

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my chum lying bare and making out with Marisa and I saw your pecker get hard and I saw Marisa give you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a puppy into the bedroom. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to think she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

"Ah, geez, I can't trust this. Please don't tell anyone. I don't want Dad to get hurt."

"You must be kidding. You don't want Dad to get hurt so you're screwing his fair sex ? How long has this been going on ?"

"All summer,"he said."Well…it's form of a foresighted story."

"I love a good news report. Tell me."

"okeh, here goes."Rod took a deeply breath."You remember that party we went to last summer ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

"well, Marisa is the fair sex I went home with."

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, kind of like a camouflage because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her pick, believe me. She decided she wanted a youthful guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some friends of hers own so I couldn't trace her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must give birth been interesting."

"It was very awkward, but Dad didn't really cull up on it."

"Wow,"Layla said."But how.. ? You mean you see her again and all of the sudden you're fucking her ?"

"No, it wasn't like that. I was trying to get used to the idea of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a piece. But with us living under the Saame cap all summer, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to set forth fucking her."

"fountainhead, it was her decision too. We became stuffy, more comfortable around each other. We remembered that Nox we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my sister all this stuff. But it kind of feels good to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

"I know, that's why it's honest to let it out. But we don't really feel… You see…"

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

"okay, but this is confidential, right ? You see, Marisa doesn't get all of what she needs from Dad. Sexually."

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm grievous. She's really into the ass. She's an anal monster, she loves everything about it, giving and receiving. And Dad's, uh, not too enthusiastic about it."

"And you were, and that's why she picked you up at the political party ?"

"I am now. It all started that nighttime. It's a prerequisite now."

"Oh, really ?"

Layla thought about what she'd observed the day before watching and listening to Rod and Marisa in the sleeping room, and how into it they both were. She wondered what she'd missed after she left.

-- --

They'd said their goodbye. They knew they wouldn't see each other for a piece. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her arcdegree over the summer, was about to start a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first base, he even called her a couple time in stillborn attempt for sound sex, but she was interfering back at work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to check in and a couple of time his Dad put her on the telephone set, but despite some raunchy lecture and humour on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial net weeks. Rod made his programme to go home for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few more hebdomad of category before final exams. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving gaolbreak would be awkward. He didn't spirit forward to being near Marisa when his male parent was around. It could be too slow to drop away up and render their secret away. He didn't facial expression forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye physical contact and trying to make small talk of the town when what he really wanted was to shoot down her apparel off and go down on her.

But it was even More awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wednesday night. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was offish and kept her aloofness and he didn't get a chance to talk to her. Thanksgiving Day Day was even weirder. It was a small gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to delight themselves, but Layla seemed rather distant also. And as he watched Layla and Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the repast, Rod noticed by their interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could severalize by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several cover glimpses between them. The adjacent day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each early skillful over the last few months.

Rod headed back to school and dove into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his judgment as topper he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer whirl, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right mind could expect it to uphold anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the middle of December, one dark when he was cramming for his next-to-last exam, Rod got a call from his father. They said their howdy and then his founder got to the reason for the call.

"feeling son, I wanted you to live, Christmas is going to be a little different this year."

"What do you mean ?"

"What I mean is that there will not be one. Not at my house anyway. I'm heading down to the Caribbean Sea. I'm going to bring down an old champion who owns a resort hotel on a remote island where no one can find me."

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the house over Christmastide open frame. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a nice Christmas at your mother's."

"Dad, what happened ?"

"It's embarrassing is what it is. It's Marisa. I kicked her ass out."

"Kicked her out ? Why ?"

"Because she's a cheating slut, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to town, let me tell you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some confluence canceled finally week and came menage a day early. I heard a racket in my chamber and there they were, both eating pussy like it was The Last Supper."

"Oh my God. I didn't even know they were into girls."

"They're into licking bastard, that would be my guess."

"What ?"

"Never psyche. Anyway, sorry to dump this on you, but you had to know. I'm flying out tomorrow sunup and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

"Thanks. And to think I was considering marrying the bitch. And I'm through with your goddamn sister too. I still can't believe it !"

"Again, I'm so sorry, and I hope you have a condom trip. I hope it helps you…"

"It can't hurt, that's for sure. I'll be in touch."

-- --

A couple dark later Rod called Layla. He didn't expect her to blame up but she did.

"Layla, Dad called me. He told me what happened."

"Yeah, it's been a petty fantastic and crazy around here lately."

"But you and Marisa ? I noticed you two were kind of chummy at Thanksgiving, but…how did it get started ? I didn't even know you were bisexuals."

"I didn't know either. But after that swinger party we went to—I told Marisa I'd gone there with you—I got into some three-ways. I liked it with two men, and I liked it with two women. Then I would advert out with Marisa sometimes during the week when Dad was away. We liked each other, we talked about a lot of things, we were attracted, one thing led to another."

After a consequence of silence, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever share the same charwoman !"

"I know, it's crazy, isn't it ? Maybe someday we'll share the Saame man."

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

"No, I was going to do that next."

"You should. I'm for certain she'd like to hear from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

"Hi Honey, how is my favorite college boy doing ?"

"I'm amercement, but how are you ? I heard what happened."

"I figured as practically. Sordid news change of location far and fast. But I'm okay."

"I just spoke to Layla. I didn't know you two were into girls."

"If it feels flop, go with it. Just like the night we met, remember ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

"Anyway, it wasn't planned, it just happened. And know what ? She's almost as good a nooky as you are. Just one matter missing."She laughed and added,"How's shoal coming along ?"

"One more test, the day after tomorrow. I'll be home Saturday. Where are you staying ?"

"With friends for a spell. My townhouse is leased out so I'm winging it."

After another pregnant pause, Rod asked,"Do you cerebrate I could see you ?"

"Oh, I think that could be arranged. call in me this weekend after you get settled in."

"I will,"he said. As they ended the phone call he noticed he was fondling himself through the denim of his jeans.

Marisa ended the call option and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, defenseless but for an old Caucasian t-shirt.

"He'll be home this weekend and it looks like the three we talked about might actually happen."

"Really ? Oh my,"Layla said."When we talked about it I never really believed it would ..."

"You saw me and him going at it. You said that turned you on."

"Yeah, it did."

"I'd like to see you and him going at it. That would flex me on."

"Oh God, I don't know. It's sort of weird, you know ?"

"You want to see him thrash my ass again, don't you ? You want to see him fuck my ass with his tongue."

"Yes."

"You want to see his big cock in my ass ?"

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her face close to Layla's."fountainhead, I want to see all that too,"she whispered."But you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with."

"motherfucker, you're making me wet,"Layla said.

Marisa kissed her and as her natural language dove into Layla's mouth her digit dove into her mucky gash.

"My God, girl,"Marisa said."You're dripping !"

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her savorless onto her spinal column. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her eager loins up, gliding over pussy and stomach and breast and neck and Chin until her plastered bare kitty was kissing Marisa's lips.

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